Inflicting First Holiday Blood
Unlike most of the businesses and good Christian folks about me, I waited patiently to start on this year’s bundle of hostile hollerday blah. What hath brought me to kick off the pain? Two things:
- Editor B’s query into the five biggest NOLA blogger stories since 2005 – add your own answers to his comments. A certain yaller blogger thought the Hostilidays was one of the best contributions, which brought me to begin a search for some godawful visual paeans to the days that are supposed to be merry and bright…
- …and, in my searches, I found Keith Olbermann and Michael Musto looking at the five worst Christmas songs ever, prefaced by the Brits’ votes on the five worst movie lines ever. Number three of the holiday nastiness was this. Dammit, Bar, why’d'ya have to bring Fanny Brice into it?
May your hostilidays be ever so dank and dim. Shock and horrify me, ye New Orleans bloggers. I triple dog dare ya.
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And so it begins. With a strangled yolp the hostilidays burst, red eyed and snarling, upon us.
Same as it ever was.
While this may not inflict the sheer terror of a Streisand special, it’s a damn site more…well, fill in yer own adjectives:
This one is my eternal fave…it’s not really ‘hostilidays’ bad (close), but I used to mime this song at the holidays for my family LONG before I actually imbibed… :)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7d9X8CJkklI
“Twelve drinks of Xmas”
That is an absolute classic. Glad you found it.
Now that IS bloody brilliant! Just to the right of it was this link of ol’ Fay McKay performing her little ditty live in Vegas…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zjFMBsppBVc
Cheers!
Just had to share this one with ye…
Apparently involving large animals in a nativity processional SEEMED like a good idea. Bonus points for the ear-piercing, kids-on-a-rollercoaster screams that erupt after the camel strays off course.